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I know that
we have to make a decision.

I'm just saying we don't
have to make it yet.

But I'm saying they
should be back by now.

They all left at the same time.
Where are they?

I don't know what to tell you.

Jane.

Thank God
you're okay.

Wait, are you okay?

I'm fine.

I, uh, I got shot,
but it's just a graze.

You got shot?

So where's Weller?

The Dabbur Zann
took him.

They drove off
in a black SUV.

Where?

Right there.

They were heading south,
but that's all I know.

Look, use the, uh,
the time and location

of where
it was taken

to establish
a search radius.

Spiral out from the center...
Steal security feeds,

traffic cam footage.

They're gonna use him
to try to find the rest of us.

You seriously think
he's gonna give us up

to Madeline
and the Dabbur Zann?

This is Weller that
we're talking about.

No,
no, I'm worried

that they'll realize
he never will.

So where the hell is he?

Tell the others to get going.

We'll catch up.
And the plan moves forward.

Nothing stops after
yesterday's little wrinkle.

So you're the great
Kurt Weller.

I take it that
you're Ivy Sands,

Dabbur Zann terrorist,

current lapdog
for Madeline Burke.

Why don't we skip
to my favorite part?

Where you ask me
where my team is,

I tell you to go to hell.

'Cause I'm never
gonna give 'em up.

Do you know what
my favorite part is?

That you really
believe that.

I can't believe this.

So far this SUV has avoided
every camera

that we have managed
to hack into.

I'm so sick of not
having my actual lab.

Okay, so what's next?

There's no next.

We've lost him,
at least for now.

All we can do
is change where we are.

I know that Weller is strong,

but he is still human.

If they manage to get
anything out of him,

we are sitting ducks
down here.

We need to abandon
the bunker, now.

There's gonna be
a problem with that.

Jane!

This is not a graze.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Look, Kurt's the priority.
We have to get him back...

No, no, no, no, no.
You're the priority, okay?

There's no exit wound,
but with this much blood,

the bullet must be pushing
up against something,

an artery or an organ.

We gotta get her
to a hospital

or at least
a very shady veterinarian.

No, no, I can't...

risk me or anyone else
getting caught right now.

We're doing
the surgery here.

I'm sorry, surgery?

Okay, let's prep.

We don't have much time.

I've got all the time
in the world.

Maybe.
But your wife doesn't.

One of my people tagged her
in the firefight.

But you used to be
law enforcement.

You know how nasty
gunshot wounds can be.

A lot of different ways
to die from them.

Fast... or slow.

Nice try.

What do you think
the chances are

that Jane will let them
take her to a hospital

while her husband's missing
and his life's in danger?

It's kinda my thinking.

Tell me where your team is
and I'll make sure

Jane gets the best
medical attention

the American
prison system can buy.

But the clock is ticking.

Okay, can we just acknowledge
how crazy it is

that we're operating on Jane,
like cuckoo bananas crazy?

But we still have to do it.

She's too far gone to move,
and even if we could,

you heard her,
she's not going anywhere

until we find Weller.

It's a good thing
I erred on the side

of more-is-more when I got
these medical supplies.

Uh, gauze?

More gauze, come on!

Hey, what about blood?
Don't we need blood?

I mean, Jane's lost
a lot already,

and she's probably gonna
lose a hell of a lot more

- if we go through with this.
- Hey, it is fine.

We've got it covered.
What is going on here?

I'm the level-headed one
all of a sudden,

and now you're
the loose cannon?

I don't like
this dynamic shift.

I don't like it
one bit.

What is this?
What is this?

Oh... kay.

I don't suppose
it would do any good

telling you that torture
doesn't work?

That depends on your goal.

If you're trying to make
your subject feel

as much pain as possible,

I find it to be
quite effective.

Yeah, pulling out
your fingernails one by one

may not make you
tell us where they are,

but it will make you
scream.

But maybe you're right.

I am dealing
with a professional.

Maybe we can skip
the theatrics.

You know, the FBI built you
to be unbreakable.

My job is to unbuild you.

Oh, this.

This is a combination
of sodium thiopental,

sodium amytal,
and a cocktail

of heavy psychotropics.

It's designed to dismantle
your defenses,

take apart your armor,
and expose what's underneath.

And do you know
what's always underneath?

Hmm? Fear.

You know, today you and I
are gonna learn

who Kurt Weller really is.

I don't know,
something tells me

you're not gonna like
the answer very much.

*BLINDSPOT*
Season 05 Episode 05

Episode Title :"Head Games"
Aired on: June 11, 2020

So this is your plan?

Inject me with some
hallucinogenic truth serum

and wait for me to cave?

You can give me
all the drugs you want.

I'm not gonna give up
my people.

It's funny.

You talk about this team
you're protecting

like they're your family.

I almost forgot
you have a family.

Bethany.

Must be hard being
away from your daughter.

Of course, her mother Allie
seems competent enough,

but... there's only so much
you can control.

You know, I just hope
the little one's okay.

She's in the hospital
with an infection.

That's all the information
that we have right now.

What'd you do to her?

If my daughter doesn't
come out of that hospital...

What?
What will you do?

Besides regret every
choice you've made

since she was born, hmm?

A real father would be
there for his child.

Relax.

I'm just monitoring her.

For now.

The rest is up to you.

I'll give you some time
to think about that,

about who really deserves
your protection.

She's lost a lot of blood.

This saline drip
should help

maintain her blood pressure

until we can begin
the transfusion.

I'm sorry, transfusion?
From... from where?

Is there a Red Cross
nearby I don't know about?

From Zapata. She and Jane
have the same blood type.

We'll hook her up
to give intravenously.

Great.

All right,
let's get you prepped.

Um, no, no.
That's not great.

We... can't do that.

Why not?

Because it's not hygienic,
first of all.

I mean, sorry,
no offense, Jane,

but these are not
sanitary conditions.

We don't want to risk
infection.

Also, you don't know
Zapata's spiritual beliefs.

- They might preclude her from being...
- Hey, I don't know what's

going on with you right now,
but you need to get it together.

We have to do this.
The average adult

has nine to 11 pints
of blood in their body.

Tasha can afford
to safely donate 20% of that.

No, she can't.

Okay, I can't tell you why,
but no, she can't.

What the hell
is wrong with you?

Jane's life is at stake.
I'm pregnant!

It's fine.
It's probably fine.

But Jane needs the surgery right now,
so let's just do it.

Rich is right.

It is extremely dangerous

for a pregnant woman
to give blood.

It is my risk to take,
and I say it's fine.

No, no,
absolutely not.

We need a new plan.
End of discussion.

We don't have
another plan.

And you're too far gone
for us to move you, it's...

How much time does
that saline drip give us?

- How much time?
- I... An hour tops.

But we need blood
to do the actual surgery,

AB-negative blood.

I think I can get blood.
What?

Okay, I know a guy.
I think I can get blood.

Give me 45 minutes.

You think you know
a blood guy?

50 minutes tops,
all right?

Okay, let's...

let's just focus
on finding Weller

while we wait, okay?

Hey, get me out of here.

You want money?
New identity?

You name it.

Your boss, she's working
for a woman

named Madeline Burke.

If you can help me
prove that and...

stop them,

the U.S. government,

they'll make it
worth your while.

It's... it's not too late
to do the right thing.

So what do you say?

You can't... blame
a guy for trying.

Hey.

How's the search
for Weller going?

Patterson is working on it
as we speak.

So still nothing, huh?

You don't worry about that
right now.

We will find him.

How are you feeling?

Well, never better.

Do you know...

I mean, you don't...

You don't have
to tell me, but...

Reade's.

It's Reade's.

I know we're big on
"all for one and one for all"

around here, but...

no one would fault you
for just disappearing,

having this baby
somewhere safe,

if that's... if that's
even what you wanna do.

Where is this place?

This safe place
I am supposed to go to?

It's okay.

It's okay, it's okay.

Just breathe.

Hey, how bad
do these drugs get?

What am I gonna see?

Snakes? Spiders?

Screaming terrors?

I don't think
she wants to talk to you.

Hello, Kurt.

We never actually met.

I'd shake your hand,
but...

Oscar. Jane's former
Sandstorm handler...

and, uh, fiancé.

I know who you are.

Clearly I'm standing here,
aren't I?

You're dead.
You're not real.

Just a drug-induced
illusion.

More specifically
yourdrug-induced illusion.

Which means you already know
what I'm gonna tell you.

You can't win.

The bad guys never do,
trust me.

And like it or not, as far
as the world's concerned,

you're on the other side now.

This, uh, strategy
you're using,

trying to hide
the team's location

behind your bigger fears
and anxieties like me.

Smart.

But you can't
keep it up forever.

I don't have to.

Just long enough
for them to find me.

Or to work something out
on my own.

There's always a way out.

Was there a way out
for Reade?

And Mayfair?

Pellington?

Are you that sure
your cause is so righteous?

I mean, I thought
mine was, too.

Fighting to take down
a broken, dangerous system

by any means necessary.

Look at me now.

Killed...

by the woman
who loved me.

My body left to burn

right next
to Bethany Mayfair's?

She and I both thought
we knew better than the law.

And we died for it.

I know you wanna do
the right thing, Kurt.

You always did.

Have you ever once
considered

that you may be on the wrong
side of history here?

Hang on, Jane.

Just a little while longer.

All right,
good news, bad news.

I found the SUV
Weller was taken in.

It was torched and abandoned
in a small town

about five miles
from a chemical warehouse.

But no Weller.

They must
have switched vehicles.

Right, but of the four roads

they could have taken
from there,

two of them have been
washed out by a flood,

which means there's only
two ways they could have gone.

It's not much,
but it's somewhere to start.

Yeah.

How's she doing?

Bad. I'm doing bad.

Okay.

It's been about 40 minutes.

We just need
a little bit more time.

We're out of time.
We have to start...

We have to start
the surgery now.

Jane, Rich isn't back
with the blood yet.

- You won't survive...
- We have to start now.

We're just gonna have
to hope he makes it

back it time...
for us to finish.

I know I act like
I know everything, and...

yeah, I know a lot,
but this is...

this is very
out of my comfort zone.

Mine, too.

I mean, I know some
field medicine, but...

this is not that.

I honestly don't think
we can do this.

It's okay.
I'll talk you through it.

We're doing this together.

Ready?

Ready.

Ready.

Okay, you're gonna wanna...

remove the bandage

and then clean the area,

then numb it
with lidocaine.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Okay, okay, okay, okay.

You can do this.

There you go.
Peel it back slowly.

Okay.

You know, I died believing
our mission had failed,

that the Trojan Horse we dropped
into your lives had backfired.

You know what,
maybe it didn't.

I mean, where would you all be
right now without Jane Doe?

At work, at home in your beds?

Alive with each other?

But instead,
look where you are.

All because you fell in love
with an impostor

who loved someone else.

That's not true.

Who tore you apart
like shrapnel

from the inside out.

No!

You and Jane
were never soul mates.

Your love was
engineered

by a group of terrorists
standing around blueprints

in a dark room
just like this one.

She was designed
to destroy you

and everything
you cared about.

And that's exactly
what she's done.

You married a lie.

You really think
you're that special?

That someone could
love you that much?

You were a mark, Kurt.

She played you
right to the very end.

Just... shut... up.

Come on, Jane.
Don't give up.

Okay...
now's the fun part.

We call the hospital
and take you in?

You can do this.

First... you're gonna
use the scalpel

to make a small cut
about an inch long

on either side
of the wound

so you can see
what you're doing.

Here we go.

One more.

Is that enough?

- Please tell me that's enough.
- It's enough. It's enough.

Okay, now you're gonna
use the retractor

to keep it open.

Zapata, you're gonna
need to flush it

and, uh, use gauze
to clear away

as much blood from
the area as you can.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Okay...

Okay, yeah.
Just like that.

Okay.

Okay, the retractor's in.

Okay. Okay, now
you're gonna use the...

The clamps to find
and extract the bullet.

Cool, cool, cool, cool,
cool, cool, cool.

Super easy, no big deal.

Okay, here we go!

Nice and steady.
You bet.

Okay, I think I got it.

Slow and gentle.

Ahh!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

It's okay. It's okay,
just... try again.

Okay, okay...

Hold this.

Okay.

- Slow and steady.
- Okay.

Okay, I think I got it.

I got it...

I got it!
I got it, I got it.

Okay.

Okay, we have a lot
of blood here. Okay, it's okay.

Just pack the wound
with gauze.

Okay, apply pressure.
And then, uh...

you're gonna want
to pull it away

and see what
the damage is.

How's the, uh...

How's that blood
delivery coming?

He should be here
any minute.

It's gonna be a real
downer if he isn't.

Yeah. He'll be here.

Okay, I'm gonna give it
a look.

Here we go.

There's a lot of blood.
Going in.

Well... it doesn't feel

like it hit any organs
or major arteries.

I think we're okay.

Jane.
Jane?

Jane, stay with us!

Screw it,
we're out of time.

Prep me for
a transfusion.

I'm here!

I'm here!

What took you so long?

What took me so long
to get human blood?

Oh, that's a lot worse than
I thought it was gonna be.

Okay, here we go.

Are you okay to pack
the wound and...

Stitch it up?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Yeah, we got this.
- Okay.

If it's okay
with you guys,

I think I'm gonna
pass out.

Whatever happens,
promise me you'll find Kurt.

We promise.

She's not worth
your tears, Kurt.

Just give her up.

She was never yours
anyway.

She may have
loved you once.

We belong to
each other now.

I know exactly
who she is.

And I don't give up my friends,
not for anyone.

Listen, I'm just trying
to help you here.

It's time to let go
and move on.

Think of your daughter.

So, what do I do?
Give up the bunker?

Run to St. Louis,

pull Bethany
out of that hospital

- before Madeline does?
- Yes.

That is exactly
what you do.

You can't save them.

But there's one person
that you can still protect.

Please don't do this.

Don't make me choose.

Look at her, Kurt.

What if she's sick?
What if she's hurt?

She's the one
who needs you right now.

Please...
make it stop.

She's just
a little girl.

If you give up the team,
they'll let her go.

Just look at her, Kurt.

No!

You're not here!
Neither is she.

No.

But you did just tell me
your team's in a bunker.

That's new information
for us.

And, I did just
make you cry.

You and I are just
getting started.

Is this fun for you?

Seeing me like this.

Is this what
you signed up for?

No.

I signed on because
my parents were killed

fighting the American
government.

When they died,
I had nothing, no one.

These people are all
the family I have now.

Some family.

They're murderers.

And yours aren't?

We're not the same.
You know that.

Help me get out of here.
Please?

I can protect you,
I promise.

That's what
my parents said...

right before they left
and never came back.

They lied.

At least the Dabbur Zann
is honest about who they are.

They're using me,
and I'm using them.

All you can count on
in this world is yourself.

You have to make peace
with that.

- Hey, how's Jane?
- Sleeping.

I think
she's gonna be okay.

We're not gonna be able
to move her for awhile.

I don't like being stuck here
with Weller still missing.

If they do find us,
we're fish in a barrel down here.

Any more luck figuring out where
they might have taken him?

I mean,
we're combing through

every traffic
and surveillance camera

that we can hack with
our system,

but so far, nothing.

Do you want to
start scrubbing

through footage
on this one?

Sure.

Look... I just
want you to know

that, you know,
I know this is not

necessarily the timing
or the circumstances

that you would want
to have for this time,

but we are here for you.

We are family.
I'm here for you.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

- I'm here for you, too. Oh,
- I get it. Thank you.

Look, uh, I know that
we're living underground,

like... like cave beetles
right now.

You know, hopefully
we won't have to do this

for another seven months,
but even if we have to,

we can totally accommodate it.

We're amazing.
Look what we did.

We removed a bullet
from Jane

and we can remove
a baby from you.

Okay, except that we would
never actually sully

the sanctity of motherhood
by comparing a baby

to a bullet,
that's not the same thing.

But, whatever we remove
from your body,

we would happily
support you and...

Can we not talk
about this now?

Yes. Absolutely.
Mm-hmm.

I just want you to know...

I appreciate your support.

Everybody's support.

But I'm getting
a little tired

of all of the love
and concern.

You want to support me?

Stop telling me how to feel
and give me a second

to figure out how I feel.

Hey, wait, where...
where are you going?

Germany.
I'm heading to the search radius.

If you find a solid lead
on where they've got Weller,

we have to move as quickly
as possible.

Wait, wait, wait, are you sure
that's a good idea right now?

Call me if you get
something!

Copy that.

You must be so tired.

You want to tell me
where they are.

Yeah, I can feel it.

I can see the name
taking shape in your brain,

forming inside
your mouth.

You're running out
of places to hide.

Where are they, Kurt?

They're under the fort.

You ready?

Come on, kiddo. Dad?

Gotta hit the road
if we're gonna make it

to Penns Creek
before sun-up.

Can Taylor come?

Come on, I thought this
was gonna be a guys' trip.

Aren't you
sick of that girl

nippin' at your heels
all the time?

Anyway, I'm not so sure
it's a good idea

for you to bring her
around so much.

For anyone. Why?

Her dad's gone,

and her mom is stuck
at work all day.

Half the time,
she's on her own over there.

Taylor needs us, Dad.
We're all she's got.

Shouldn't we help her
if we can?

- Can't protect everyone, son.
- Why not?

Give me one good reason
why Taylor can't come with us.

You know why.

Part of you always knew.

And you brought her
around anyway.

No. I don't
believe you.

You know I'm right, son.

I don't believe you!

What really happened that night
that Taylor disappeared?

Where were you?

You left that dinner party
for three hours.

I told ya, I volunteered
for a booze run.

I don't want the line
that you fed everyone

for the past 25 years!

I want the truth, Dad. Kurt!

That is the truth.

Why were
your shoes muddy?

You thought that
I was asleep.

I saw you hosing them off
that night when you got home.

Because I killed her.

- What?
- I killed Taylor Shaw.

I killed your friend
and buried her under the fort,

the campground we always
used to go to.

The one you insisted
she come along to,

just like you dragged her along
to every single thing we did.

- No.
- I did everything I could

to keep her away, and you did
everything you could

to keep her around.

I fought, and I fought,

and you... wore me down.

You know what I think?

I think you wanted me
to kill her.

- No!
- I knew what I was.

And so did you.

You're as much to blame
for Taylor's death as I am.

You go away!

You go away
and leave us alone!

You thought you became FBI
so you could protect people?

To help people?
No...

I know the truth.

You use that badge
to justify

what you've always
been in your heart.

You're a killer!

Just like your old man.

No. I'm nothing
like you.

You killed
an innocent little girl.

Because you're sick.

You're weak.
I've dedicated my life

to stopping people
like you.

- By killing them.
- No.

I stop bad people
from doing bad things.

- It's not the same.
- Says who?

Who are you to decide
who lives and who dies?

You're not God.

You're not even
FBI, anymore.

You kill people because
you're built for it.

'Cause you're good at it.

And because
you like it.

This child is gone
because of me.

This is the death
I've visited upon the world.

But I can face that now.

Can you do the same
for the people you've killed?

We're running
out of time.

Okay, uh,
let's see here now.

Of the four
possible routes

that they could have taken
after ditching the SUV,

two of them were
washed out, right?

So, I've got to figure
they've gone

in one of these
two directions.

All right.
Want to flip a coin?

What if they head
into the city center here?

You know,
they could blend in,

probably have better
access to resources.

Dabbur Zann's got a stronghold
in Austria.

Yeah! Yeah, they do.
Okay, so, maybe they veer

this way, and then
it's a shorter run

when they have to make
a break for it.

Okay, so they head through
the small town

and find somewhere
to interrogate him.

Yeah, but they're not gonna want
to go into the center of town, right?

They... want to find
something remote,

probably indoors,
somewhere where

they don't have to worry
about making noise.

Okay.

What about
this small barn?

No, see, that...
That's an active farm.

It's too risky.
Anyone could just

walk in on them
at any time.

All right, there's a little
industrial area here.

What is this building?

It's an abandoned
machine factory.

The new owners
have yet to move in

because they're awaiting
asbestos removal.

That's gotta be it, right?

Okay, I'm gonna
let Tasha know.

I don't think
she's far away from there.

- But won't she need backup?
- Ideally, yes,

but this is not
an ideal day.

Tasha, it's me.
I think we know where he is.

Look what you've done.

The lives you've taken
from this world.

You're right,
you're not like me.

You're worse.
But that's okay.

I spent so much time
fighting what I was.

And it filled me
with such pain

and... rage.

Acceptance
is so much easier.

This world doesn't
need saving.

It needs to be
put out of its misery.

Just give up, son.
Stop fighting.

Let things be the way
they've always wanted to be.

Hey. Hey.
Hey!

Help me, please.

I am helping you.

I'm continuing
where you left off.

Fighting against corruption.
Continuing your work.

My father's work.

What?

After you died,
I was so angry.

I was so lost.

I read and watched everything
I could find about you.

All these horrible things
people said you did.

I hated you.

But then the Dabbur Zann
found me.

And they told me
the truth...

that it was America
that was rotten,

that my father
was a hero

who died trying to
change things.

Bethany...
is that you?

I see you now.
I know you.

You couldn't fight
for me

because you were
fighting for all of us.

It's okay.

Your sacrifice
will be worth something.

And so will mine.

I'm doing this for you,
all of this.

All I've ever wanted
is to be just like you.

Where are they, Dad?

Just tell us
where they are.

This is not real.

You're not real!

It's over, Kurt.

You don't have to
fight anymore.

Just tell me what
I want to hear.

You're right.
It is over.

You think I was just gonna
give you the team?

We have protocols.

One of us gets grabbed
and the rest just disappear.

This whole time you think
you've been wearing me down...

and I was just playing
you out, buying time.

If you ever do
find that bunker,

you'll be raiding
an empty shell.

We will kill
your daughter.

Do you understand me?

My people in St. Louis
are a phone call away.

- We will kill Bethany!
- You don't have her!

You didn't say "hospital"
until I did.

And then when
I said "St. Louis,"

you said that right back
to me, too.

They're not there.
You've lost.

I'm useless to you.

And as soon as
Madeline Burke finds out

that her team hunter came up
with exactly nothing,

then you...
are as dead as I am.

Uhh!

Uhh!

Uhh!

- Weller!
- Ahh!

- Thank God!
- Stop. Stop!

Stay where you are!

I should have killed you
when I had the chance.

- Kurt, it... it's me.
- I don't believe you!

Your name is Ivy Sands.

I am not
going back there.

Okay.

Kurt... I don't know
what they gave you,

but it's me.
It's Tasha.

You shot my wife!

I swear to God,
if she's not okay...

She is!
Jane is fine.

We got the bullet out.

We stitched her up.
Kurt, we need to go.

Every second
we are out here

is another second
Ivy could find us.

I don't know
what's real anymore.

How do I know you're real?

- Look at me.
- How?!

Listen to my voice.
I am right here.

I feel like
I'm losing my mind.

Jane got shot and they took you,
but she is okay

and you are going to
be okay, too,

but I need you to come
with me right now.

Shut up!

What do I need
to say to you

- to make you believe me?
- You can't say anything.

It's all me.

What if I'm still
in that chair?

If I go with you,

I could give away
everything.

How do I know
the right thing to do?

You can't.
You need to trust me.

You need to take
a leap of faith.

It's okay.

I'm here.

- I'm here.
- Okay?

Here. That is...
That's video footage.

They interrogated me.
You have to watch that.

All of you,
you have to watch that.

- I don't know if I gave you up.
- I'll send it to Patterson

as soon as we get
to the train station.

If they're not there
when we get back,

- we'll know why.
- Okay.

Come on, let's get you
out of here.

Hey.

Wait, when did...
When did you get back?

I told them
to get me up.

A couple of hours ago.

I didn't want
to wake you.

Did you watch the video?

Yeah.

Come here.

I didn't say where we were...
but I did say "bunker."

She broke me, Jane.

Do you know how many bunkers
there are in Europe?

Let Ivy search
every one of them.

Patterson chose
this place

because it's not even
on a map anymore.

You didn't give us up.

It might not feel
like it right now,

but...

You were strong...
for all of us.

Are we doing
the right thing out here?

The world thinks
we're terrorists now.

But we're not.

And, Kurt,
all those things

that you were saying
back there...

about us, about you...

you know that those
are just fears, right?

And that doesn't
make them true.

When I was standing
over Ivy...

at the end,
I wanted to kill her.

I didn't need to.

I wanted to.

But you didn't.

What if I'm not the man
that I think I am?

I know who you are.
You're Kurt Weller.

You're my husband.

And you have fear,
and darkness,

and love, and light
inside of you,

just like me
and everyone else.

And you are a good man.

Do you hear me?

Thank you.

Oh, look at this!

You get shot
and interrogated once

and suddenly you think
you can sleep in

- like a couple of teenagers.
- What do we got?

Well, we're pretty sure
Bethany's okay.

It looks like Allie checked
her back out of the hospital.

We're taking it
as a good sign,

then we lost track
of them.

No, that's a good sign, too.

It means Allie just switched
aliases and relocated.

She's a U.S. Marshal.

She knows how to find people,
she knows how to stay hidden.

They're gonna be okay.
I know it.

Uh. And the phone you got
from Ivy was wiped,

but Rich very smartly
suggested that we watch

the surveillance footage
of the room

before they brought
you in.

Now, she left the room
before we could figure out

who she was talking to,
but we did manage to enhance

and reconstruct the number
she was dialing.

We've been monitoring it
ever since.

Ivy said something about
moving forward with the plan.

It sounds like they were looking
for a new chemical weapon.

That number might help us
cut 'em off at the pass.

Nice work, everyone.

And... I hear congratulations
is in order?

Why didn't you tell me
on the train?

Was I not supposed to
say anything?

I thought, because the rest
of us knew, I could...

I liked it better
when everybody had secrets.

Wait, we're all here,
so who the hell is that?

Do you think Ivy
tailed us back here?

No way.

Cream Team!
Uh-uh-uh...

I suggest
you not shoot us.

These little babies
on our wrists,

they read our biorhythms.

They don't like what they read,
they ping your location

to every law enforcement agency
in Europe.

Is cool, right?

How did you get
past my security?

"Security"?
That's so cute.

How did you
find us?

Rich.

Turns out your "blood guy"
is also my "guy who knows

that I'm really trying
to find Rich DotCom."

Yuri!

So, where are
the Gardner paintings

that I was promised,

and why haven't they been
delivered yet?

Because...
I don't have them.

Well, then...

I'm guessing
you're going

to have to go find them,
yeah?

Sync & corrections by srjanapala